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She stood there in the line, as a small, timid looking girl asked her what time it was.

"It's about 15 'til," she said impatiently.

The small girl then asked her another question. "Are you one of thier girlfriends?!"

I used to be, she thought. "No. Damned line, I wish it would hurry up."

flashback

"You're so cute, Topher," she whispered in his ear.

"I know it. You are too," he replied.

He never told her that she wanted to get married, and he never asked her, or proposed. But one day, down the road, it was planned. But not yet.

end flashback

But that was a long time ago, Timbs.

He'd made her feel significant and healed the wounds her parents and other family and past relationships of the past had caused. He'd listened to her long nights on the phone when she was slipping, cutting herself, and he had to be at the studio at five the next morning. He'd made her un-lonely, and given her a friend. Someone to confide in. Someone to bring her peace and wipe her tears away. Someone to give her hope, and someone to catch her when she started to slip or fall.

When clouds above you
Start to pour
And all of your doubts
Rage like a storm
And you don't know
Who you are anymore
Let me help you find
What you've been searching for

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The line started moving as the band started signing autographs. Justin started hugging girls, and Joey started giving the older ones flirty looks. They won't recognize me, thought Timber, who'd gone redhead. She stepped up, and Joey said "Nice hair."

"Thank you," she replied, as Joey slid her CD to Justin who was sitting next to him. He signed it, then passed it to Lance, then JC, then Chris. Chris looked up, and said "I didn't think you'd come."

"I did."

"Do you wanna meet somewhere later, talk or somethin'?"

"Sure."

"We're staying a— I'll come by and pick you up later."

"Same place," she said as she was rushed off the platform.